Okay I'll make it longer! Spoiler Alert! The detective has a lead in the next chapter. Now onto the story.
Angel's POV
The rain came down in think sheets, soaking me in seconds. I didn't care. I was holding Ponyboy in my arms and I was scared. My blade was stuck in his left shoulder and he was bleeding an awful lot. Those dirty socs had used my blade to hurt him!
I cradled him close to me chest, not knowing what to do. We were out in the middle of nowhere and I hadn't told Tab where we were going.
"Ponyboy don't do this to me!" I said through gritted teeth.
What should I do? What should I do? If I pulled the blade out would I hurt him more? Probably. That knife was the only thing stopping him from bleeding out. Tears started leaking out of my eyes. I quickly flicked them away and straightened my shoulders.
Man up Angel, this is no time to cry! Ponyboy could die if I didn't do something. I could always run back for help, but if I did that would mean that I would have to leave Ponyboy alone. If those socs came back…
I shuddered at the thought. But what other choice did I have? None. I stroked back Ponyboy's wet hair and leaned close to him.
"I'll be back, I promise," I whispered in his ear.
I tried to position him against the wind, but that was easier said then done. I got up and ran for the house. The wind was cold against my rain soaked clothes and I shivered.
A horn honked behind me and I glanced over my shoulder to see a truck pulling up behind me. A man that looked in his early thirties leaned over so that he was closer to the open window.
"What's a pretty little girl like you doing out in the rain?" he demanded.
"M-My boyfriend, he got stabbed. I need to get to my house and get my brother," I panted.
"Get in," he said.
I opened the door and climbed in, slamming the door shut.
"Where'd you leave the boy?" he asked.
"Back there a ways, please hurry he's hurt bad!" I nearly shouted.
The man turned his truck around and drove back the way I had come. When I saw Ponyboy I told the man to stop. He pulled the truck to a halt. I jumped out and ran to my boyfriend, cradling him in my arms. His eyes flickered open and he gazed up at me through glazed eyes.
"A-Angel?" he rasped.
"It's okay Ponyboy I'm gonna help you, just don't move," I told him.
The man came over to us and knelt at my side. He examined the wound and shook his head grimly.
"He's lost a lot of blood, let's get him to the hospital," he said.
He lifted Ponyboy up as gently as possible and put him in the back seat of the truck. I climbed in with him and placed his head in my lap.
We spend towards the hospital and each minute seemed to drag on like an hour.
"We're here!" the man announced.
He pulled into the parking lot and got out. He pulled Ponyboy out and carried him into the hospital with me in close tail.
"We need some help over here!" the man yelled.
An orderly ran over with a gurney and took Ponyboy, placing him down. He wheeled him away and I ran behind him. A doctor and a nurse came up beside and started checking him over. They were shouting commands and moving my boyfriend faster. The nurse grabbed my arm, stopping me.
"You're going to have to wait here," she told me.
I stopped in my tracks and watched as they wheeled Ponyboy away. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over to see the man standing there.
"He'll be alright," he assured me, "I'm Joe by the way."
"I'm Angel," I said half-mindedly.
"Is there anyone you want me to call?" he asked.
"No I'll call my brother in a minute," I told him.
"Alright, well I should be going."
He walked away, leaving me standing in the halls. I bit my lip and furrowed my brow. I sure hoped he'd be alright.
Once again I'm sorry it was short, but these last few days have been really crazy. We had a freak windstorm and a tree blew through our window and yeah. So please review and I'll update soon.